Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1609 The atmosphere is too depressing

"You are too polite, because I know you are coming today, so today I specially ordered some warming soup, I don't know if it suits your appetite, waiter, take down the menu." After she finished speaking, she snapped her fingers, The waiter respectfully took a menu and handed it to Lan Weiwei: "Mrs. Tang, the menu."

Lan Weiwei took the menu and responded with a polite smile: "Thank you."

Luo Li has never understood these occasions, but she also vaguely sensed the oppressive atmosphere. Seeing Gong Luo sitting next to him with unclear meaning, she didn't dare to speak rashly for a while, but just looked at Lan Weiwei hesitantly. It was the first time for her to participate in such an occasion, and she didn't know what to say or do, so she could only drink two sips of water.

Apart from Gong Luo, Mr. Gu, and Mr. Yan, all of them are more than ten years older than Tang Ruochen, and they are all old foxes who have been in the mall for a long time. It is really hard for Tang Ruochen to deal with them every day.

At this time, Yan Tingyuan who was on the side spoke, "Mrs. Tang is very good-looking, no wonder Mr. Tang is reluctant to bring out treasures all day long."

Elder Gu on the side also echoed, "That's right, we only met Mrs. Tang once before you returned to China. Mr. Tang is a treasure in the golden house, and he can't hide it."

At this moment, Yan Tingyuan suddenly said: "That's right, she's much prettier than my little mistresses."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Yan Tingyuan was provoking Tang Ruochen. Lan Weiwei said, "Mr. Yan, you are joking. In fact, Mrs. Yan also has an extraordinary temperament, much better than our nanny."

"Ha, that's right, it's good to be young. Mr. Tang is very young. We are all old. In terms of appearance, my wife is naturally not as good as you. In other words, I used to be old friends with Mr. Tang, so I can still be regarded as Mr. Tang. Half an elder."

However, Tang Ruochen just played with the red wine glass in his hand in an unclear manner, put it on the table, and said with a fake smile: "It seems that Mr. Yan's old wound has healed."

Hearing this, he put down his red wine glass and smiled: "That's right, not everyone has the ability to put people under my nose, Yan Tingyuan."

After finishing speaking, he looked around and smiled at everyone: "Anyone who can make my nanny strangle me like Mr. Tang, then everyone has to be like Mr. Tang, and only recognize one nanny."

"You are too modest." Tang Ruochen toasted him with a glass of wine.

Yan Tingyuan reached out to touch Tang Ruochen's glass, and drank the red wine in the glass: "There are so many people and so many things, but so few people... It's always not that many things, Gong Luo, I heard that you also plan to return to China to develop gone."

"Yes."

"Then we old people have no place to hang out. Now it's the young people's world, and we are all old." After speaking, he smiled and looked at Gu Lao.

At this time, Zhao Jiale's voice came from the door, and he pushed the door open and said, "Which aspect is getting old? Is it because the bottom is not working?"

"Isn't this Mr. Zhao! I heard that you are now Jin Heng's boss. After leaving your own boss, you have a good appearance."

Zhao Jiale sat on the sofa, made gestures with Lan Weiwei, then turned around and said, "Don't change the subject in a hurry, Mr. Yan can't do it anymore? Don't tell me, I'm an expert in this field."

"I'm getting old, where did you say that?"

"I've seen men try to be brave, but I haven't seen one who deliberately calls himself old. Do you think that a few bureaucratic accents are vicissitudes of life? You are only ten years older than Mr. Tang. It's too early to say these things. I Can it be understood as inferiority complex?"

(End of this chapter)